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Take Luck

Ever have one of those days that is so good it just scares the crap out of you? It's as if there are so many awesome things going on, your logical brain freaks out and wonders when something is going to go horribly wrong. Like the universe is conspiring against you towards your ultimate destruction, and you sense that you are being lulled into a false sense of security so you won't see it coming when it finally happens. Everything is perfect in life, but your mind screams "Don't fall for it! Nothing is as it seems! Run away! Run Awayyyyy!!!" Or something equally full of panic and devoid of rationality. This type of response begs the question, Why Are Human Beings Seemingly Allergic to Being Happy? Can we not just be content with those perfect moments that life chucks at us, instead of constantly looking out for the pain and suffering which surely lurks in the future? Why must we always be looking for excuses to doubt, planning our emergency excape routes, and packing lunches just in case? Frankly, I have no idea. Maybe some day I'll figure it out, so I can finally get some sleep.

Aggrivated Snot Monster!!!

Blarrggghh!!!

It's Sunday, and the phleghm is finally leaving. Did I spell that correctly??? Is that even a correct noun, phlegm? Anyway, I feel a bit better. The sinus headache is still there, however, but the coughs are lessenging. Which points to the possibility that I may yet survive this blight. Huzzah!!!

Stand by for future signs of life.

And You Thought I Was Dead.

HEY!!! This is the first time I have blogged in forever. Mostly because my compy stopped working, and I had to overhaul it again. Also, life has been pretty crazy lately. Ever since we got back from Colorado, and I was faced with the rather formiddable task of archiving our awesome adventures, I have found this paltry record keeping task to be a bit more daunting than it actually is. Still, with Robbie and other long-distance comrades in mind, I feel a pressing need to continue.

Currently, I think I have the Black Lung. (Aheh Aheh) No seriously. Two days ago, I started randomly coughing. But I still felt fine, so I ignored it and tried to carry on with my regular, usual capers. But then this morning it got worse. After coughing and hacking myself silly all night (pulling a back muscle at one point when I coughed so hard that I actually fell out of bed), I decided to take it easy today - veggie style. So I spent today on my couch, basking in the insane heat by the light of the television. Sometime around two, Dave stopped by to borrow a movie and then apparently he felt sorry for me because he ended up staying here and hanging out with me all afternoon. I suspect he had nothing better to do. We played cards (I totally wasted him many many times) then we watched a couple of movies and ordered some pizza. I'm happy to have a friend/manager like Dave. While he may be somewhat annoying sometimes, and act like a child, and even sometimes strongly resemble a chimpanzee when aggrivated, he's still a pretty cool guy.

Also, I am excited to hear about Jenny's date with Scott. She hasn't called me yet, which makes me wonder if Scott's pencil-parted, RM exterior may be a mere disguise for a barely contained sex crazed maniac. That is all for now.